| She’s got the look of an angel in love
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| She’s got the face dreams are made of
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| You may get lost in the magic of her eyes
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| She’s a walking heartache in disguise
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| She’s a walking heartache in disguise
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| She’s nothing more than a memory
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| In time I’m sure I’ll forget
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| I’ll get rid of that memory —
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| But I haven’t yet.
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| She’ll outshine the stars on a moonlit night
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| She’ll make you think everything’s alright
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| You can’t read her mind by looking in her eyes
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| She’s a walking heartache in disguise
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| She’s a walking heartache in disguise
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| She’s got the look of an angel in love
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| She’s got the face dreams are made of
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| You may get lost in the magic of her eyes
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| She’s a walking heartache in disguise
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| She’s a walking heartache in disguise |